"Ow! Ow! You're… you're hurting me! Oh God, no, don't do this!"

Her cries became more intense, more blurred as Mike screwed his finger up farther, finally pressing his knuckle into her soft ass flesh. Carla screamed, mapping her body the pillory, groaning as she felt his jagged fingernail scraping along her bowel lining. He was humiliating and hurting her at the same time, prodding his awful finger up into her shitter, feeling around inside there while still holding that awful enema thing in one hand. When she looked down again, the woman saw him moving the nozzle up to her ass.

"Oh no, no, nooooowwwwwww!"

Carla screamed, feeling the nozzle replacing Mike's smaller, warm finger. It split her shitter lips apart, twisting into her asshole like some terrible gnawing animal, gouging against the soft, moist lining of her ass. Mike laughed, twisting the tube again, pushing in the nozzle, screwing it up until the brass tip disappeared into her body.

"Ohhhhh!"

Carla lay her head on the top of the pillory, her face red with the shame and pain of having been fucked in the ass with that dreadful nozzle! She tried pushing with her thigh muscles as if she were about to take a shit. Nothing could dislodge that thing. It stayed there, the metal warming quickly to her body.

"Now, there's no reason why we've got to keep that pretty little cunt of yours unoccupied. Your asshole's got a friend. Might as well find one for your pussy."

Was he going to fuck her? How, in this position, especially with that awful thing up her ass? Carla jerked her head up the moment she heard something dragging across the basement floor. Moving her head to one side, she saw Mike pulling forward a three-legged stool. What amazed her was a large steel cock sticking straight up in the center of it! Tiny holes were pricked in the sides of the thing, a translucent tube dropping from the thickened bottom of the dildo and dragging behind Mike.